Born with the bones

I am a sinner.

Why guilty?Doing things that cannot be done morally, committing crimes that ordinary people would not do, killing people who cannot be killed, burning things that cannot be burned, robbing others of their wealth, and seeking treacherous profits.

So, I am a sinner.

As for what crime I have committed, don't be in a hurry, gentlemen, please listen to me slowly.

My name is He Sheng, He Bi He, born born.I grew up drinking gruel trembling under the long sticks of a group of young monks practicing martial arts in Shaolin Temple. Since I was a child, I understood the principle that my body and skin are affected by my parents, and I swore to the death not to let that old bald donkey shave my hair.As for Shaolin Kungfu, I couldn’t learn the magic wand or Arhat boxing. The old monk who raised me from the time I learned how to speak to the time when I started to lose my teeth kicked me out of the temple without saying a word, and asked me to go to Baimen Mountain to find someone. He is an old friend.

Then how can I agree? In addition to practicing a little fur with the group of young monks, plus a little strength from carrying water and bricks in the morning class every day, my bones are touched by masters. For a moment, I have to think my bones are too brittle.So I seriously expressed my attitude, and I used it to pretend to be pitiful, and finally achieved relatively good results.

At least the old monk gave me an extra steamed bun when he kicked me out.

So I carried my little burden on my back and a steamed bun in my pocket, and just set out on the road.

Baimen Mountain is not far away, and the old monk still has a conscience. I cheated and robbed the rich and helped the poor all the way—anyone richer than me is considered rich, but I only had five steamed buns in my bag and pocket at the time— At the foot of the gate mountain, my cloth shoes were worn out.

I gritted my teeth and tied the soles and uppers of the shoes with straw, fixed them casually, tightened the bag tightly, took two bites of steamed buns, and rushed up the mountain.

The reason why Baimen Mountain is called Baimen Mountain is because the top of the mountain is divided into two peaks, covered with snow all the year round, it looks like a white gate, hence the name.

And that perverted old man lives on the top of Baimen Mountain.

Although I have not been nurtured into a good person by the group of ascetic monks since I was a child, and my traits of being a rascal are deeply ingrained, I still think I have the potential to do great things. For example, wearing a single shirt, I climbed to the top of the mountain, Found the perverted old man.

The old man asked me what my name was, and I said my name was He Sheng.The old man shook his head, saying that your name is really unlucky, He Sheng He Sheng, the person who gave you this name probably didn't want you to live.

I said, "Whether he likes my life is his business, and what I am willing to live is my business. I will not change my name. Who said that He Sheng must have meant this? Didn't there be a sentence in the short story book?" What... oh yes, since Shengyu and Shengliang, maybe I am a talent that even the heavens are jealous of."

The old man gave me a disdainful look, "A person who can't even memorize Arhat boxing is considered an elite?"

I pretended not to hear, turned my head aside and hummed.

The old man said, "But it doesn't matter if you are not an elite, I will always have a way to teach you to be a first-class hero."

I was a little surprised: "Really? The old bald donkey is so powerful that he thinks I'm not good at learning martial arts. Can you do it?"

The old man snorted disdainfully, "Otherwise, I'm not as good as him, how could he let you come to me."

I pretended not to believe it, "Who can say big things, the older you get, the more you pretend."

The old man didn't get angry, just stood there and smiled at me twice, I felt a strong force hit my chest, my eyes went dark, and my whole back fell to the ground fiercely.

I grinned my teeth in pain, but rolled cheekily on the ground, threw myself on the old man's thigh with both arms and legs, and shouted, "Master is in hand, please be respected by apprentice!"

From that day on, I had a master.

Also that day, the old man touched my bone age and told me that I was 12 years old.

Martial arts training in Baimen Mountain is more boring and boring than Shaolin Temple.At that time, at least you could tease the little monk who was chanting scriptures, tease the birds that flew to the yard to peck at them, knock over the fallen leaves that the brother had just cleaned under the tree, and be chased and beaten all over the yard by him...

There is only snow in Baimen Mountain.

It didn't take long for me to feel bored.

I told the old man, I don't want to practice martial arts, I want to go out and play.

The old man thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll give you three days. If you think going down the mountain is interesting, you don't have to come back. If you think going down the mountain is boring, come back within three days. You will still be my apprentice."

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I used my strengths on the first day. I used all kinds of tricks and tricks, and I managed to make a living.At noon the next day, I was chewing steamed buns and passing by the gate of Taibai Building. Smelling the aroma wafting from inside, I always felt that sweet steamed buns were not very tasty.

So I had a plan, and while they were not paying attention, I got into the big box they were transporting at the back door, trying to sneak in.

In the novels, it is always written like this: "I saw that Xiao Xiao jumped up and got into the box like an earthworm, and none of the people found it..." Then naturally it was a stealing food, Stealing the girl who is stealing the girl... Bah, Bah, Amitabha...

Although I'm a little clumsy in stature than the protagonist in the story, I'm flexible anyway, and they really didn't notice it when I got into the box.

It's just that this box is strange, a big unlocked box with a small locked box inside.

I just want to go into the building and find the kitchen to steal something to eat, but this situation always makes me feel uneasy.I hesitated for a while and still felt that saving my life was the most important thing. I wanted to climb out of the box, but as soon as my hand touched the lid, the big box was lifted up.

A muffled voice came from outside the box: "Oh, why is this box so heavy."

Another voice said: "There's nothing in here, it's heavy, maybe it's because you haven't practiced martial arts for a long time, and you don't even have this bit of strength."

The first person to speak didn't speak any more, and began to move the boxes.

I don't know how long I stayed in the box, my eyes were darkened, and I couldn't see anything.By the time they put down the box and walked away, I almost fell asleep.

Another strange voice suddenly came from outside the box.It was clear and cold, but it sounded nice, "Who's in there? Come out."

I was startled, tremblingly pushed the box away, and saw my current situation clearly.

A luxuriously decorated place, in front of the box is a table full of dishes that make my mouth water, and at the other end of the table is a young man in white, with phoenix eyes and long eyebrows. There is a hint of flavor.

After thinking about it seriously, my habit of cutting off sleeves probably came from here in the first place.

The young man asked me, "Who are you? Why are you in the box."

I lowered my head and began to pretend to be pitiful: "I... my parents are dead, I am alone, I have nowhere to go, and I have no relatives to turn to... Really... I am so hungry... I just want to come in... to steal something Eat... woo woo woo..."

While I was pretending to cry, I secretly glanced at him sideways. After hearing my words, the young man showed neither sympathy nor disgust, but just looked helpless, "You, you are a kid who has learned martial arts, and you are still pretending to be pitiful here. The little box inside, I'll let you eat."

My eyes lit up, and I handed the box to him eagerly, staring at the food on the table.

The young man said, "I was waiting for someone here, and I have ordered a lot of food. I can't finish it all by myself. It would be a waste to lose it. Since you are here, you can eat whatever you want. If you are embarrassed to eat here Eat it, or take it away."

As an obedient and good boy, I not only ate up most of the food on the table, but also pulled two chicken legs when I left, and carefully wrapped them in oiled paper and put them in my arms.

The young man's room was on the second floor, and I didn't have the guts to go through the main entrance, so I planned to climb down from the second floor.When I opened the window and was about to climb, I suddenly thought of something, and I put my head back out of the window, and asked, "Then what, can I ask, what is your name? Oh yes, my name is He Sheng, why bother?" He who is born is born."

The young man smiled and said, "My name is Xu Ting."

I don't know if it is the courtyard of the courtyard, the pavilion of the long pavilion, or the pavilion of the stop, but I know, his surname is Xu.